Chapter 95

Tan Jingmo was naturally angry about his grandfather's reckless drive away of bao'er, but when he thought that bao'er was going to go to a greater extent, his anger was completely different. It surged everywhere like a volcanic eruption.

He knew that half a year was coming, and he always knew that bao'er wanted to leave, because the so-called "maintenance" had created an indelible mark in her heart. Maybe she would never forget it in her life, but it was just an excuse for them to get close to each other at the beginning.

Tan Jingmo reflected on himself. He said he wanted to raise bao'er. He always followed her freedom. She went to work. He agreed. She went home and got it on the phone. She didn't want to go to work, but he agreed. Although there are some small twists and turns in these processes, in the end, without exception, he has been accommodating her ideas.

But thinking of these efforts, the approach of getting closer and closer did not keep her heart. Tan Jingmo's heart was a little cold again. He used to think that bao'er had no heart and no lung, thought less and cared less, but today, it's not completely true.

It's not the so-called heartless, she just hid all her inner thoughts, so that he couldn't catch and find it, and thought she was just as he thought.

"Do you want to leave so much? Even can't wait? Is it so painful around me? Does it last like years?" Tan Jingmo asked calmly. Every time he asked a question, the expression on his face would increase, and the arc between his eyebrows became larger and larger.

Boa bowed his head and looked at his hands in a daze.

"Why don't you talk? Did you think about this when you left? Did you hesitate at all?" Tan Jingmo approached slowly, and the fire in the bottom of his eyes was clearly visible, but all of them were angry.

Bao'er looked up and met his sight. Suddenly, he felt very wronged at the bottom of his heart.

Why would she want to? The relationship between them is just out of interest. It can be regarded as your love and my wish. He pays money and she pays people. It's just a verbal contract.

Since the establishment of this relationship, she has been very free. There is absolutely no mistress as free as her. But isn't there a big bottom line for these freedoms? She didn't break her promise, let alone her appointment. Otherwise, with the endorsement fee of more than 300000 yuan given by Liang Qingqing, she could make up for what she spent on him.

But she didn't. She had promised. She tried her best not to break her promise.

But there is a certain limit to this promise. The agreed time between them is coming. His grandfather also came face to face with the money and asked her to roll away. In that case, why should she beg for nothing?

"What do you want me to say? Say I took your grandpa's money? Say I was willing to leave?" bao'er was wronged at the bottom of his heart, but his face was very calm.

Tan Jingmo frowned and his face was cold, which was as good as the weather outside.

"I took the money. Since he gave it all, what am I ashamed of? I promised it just because I talked about money? It's said that the money over there can make me worry free for the rest of my life. Naturally, I should cherish it." bao'er's face was calm, as if he was telling an insignificant matter.

Since she wants to leave, she must be firm and decisive. Why hesitate. In case, tomorrow's grandpa talking about Jingmo will directly brush his family.

Thinking of this, bao'er's eyes widened. Family, by the way, he also said that if he didn't know what to do, he would vent his anger directly with his family. Bao'er doesn't look like a liar. At that time, I refuted him with a sense of reason because she was sure that she would leave and stay away from Tan Jingmo.

But what happened earlier brought two people who were getting farther and farther together.

What the hell is this! Bao'er stretched out his hand and rubbed it slowly in the center of his eyebrows.

When Tan Jingmo saw this, the bottom of his heart twisted slightly, and the fine pain slowly spread all over his body. He held out his hand and wanted to hold her in his arms, but he was afraid of her resistance.

He thought those rashes were beginning to make her uncomfortable.

"Tan Jingmo, let go. It's good for both of us. I want to leave. I want to. What I need is freedom. When I'm with you, I'm often out of breath. It's hard. You know?" Bao Er was cruel and said this without conscience.

She can't joke about the life and death of her family. No one knows what his grandfather will do. Therefore, we can only start from Tan Jingmo and let him let go. Naturally, it's better than running away blindly.

This is definitely the first time she has spoken in such a serious and serious tone since she met her, and what she said is to leave herself.

Tan Jingmo heard her attitude of leaving without hesitation, and a sneer was on her lips.

"You still speak your heart? All your previous expressions and movements are fake? Show me? Is this your truth?" will she be out of breath with him? What kind of bullshit reason is this?

Bao'er nodded, his eyes were not on him, and his face was full of carelessness.

"Yes, I pretend, because I want to deceive not only myself but also you, pretending that I am willing, lest you lose your appetite."

"I don't know if these reasons are enough?" Bao Er looked up and slowly stood up from the sofa. The determination on his face was obvious.

She has said so, he can do well!

She is interested in him, but it's just dessert for recreation. Those noble women are really suitable for him.

There is always an insurmountable gap between them. Not to mention, his grandfather intervened in this matter.

Seeing that he was still expressionless, bao'er gritted his teeth and continued to talk hard.

"Moreover, many things are actually I wrong, such as those diamonds and jewelry, which I absolutely like. But I think if you pretend to dislike it, you will have a better impression and appear that I am very noble and arrogant. Therefore, I have to harden my head every time and show that I don't care at all."

"For example, I like the latest chanel bags and LV bags. Not only are they beautiful, but they can attract others' attention, make them envy and satisfy my vanity."

Hearing what boa said, Tan Jingmo suddenly smiled and smiled strangely.

It's deep, but it's not like, let alone fake laughter or sneer.

Boa was shocked by his laughter because she didn't know what was funny. This deviates greatly from her expectation.

Shouldn't he be angry at her and want to kill her to vent his hatred? Why doesn't Tan Jingmo's expression match his anger at all?

"Why are you laughing? I'm talking about such a serious thing. How can you laugh?" bao'er was unhappy. How can tan Jingmo be so informal?

What about his seriousness, his coldness, his anger?

Tan Jingmo got up with a smile, took the baby next to her in his arms and sucked it hard on her neck.

Bao'er was stunned by his sudden action. He didn't come back until he felt crisp and numb on his neck.

She stared at Tan Jingmo angrily and struggled with her hands. "What are you doing? Don't you let go?"

Tan Jing Mo shook her head. Instead of loosening her hand, she worked harder and didn't give her a chance to escape.

"No, you can't leave. I won't give you a chance to leave."